Quiet In Death
By HeadpatSlut
Quiet in Death
The time is here the light so shown,
Alas, I say that Death is near-
Of his presence have no Fear,
Do not think that you’re alone-
From hither hence oh can you hear?
That which dwelleth ere supreme-
And prayer giveth we unto Dream-
As thus do we all die the same-
Within the game to be held so dear?
Or is this life alas but lame-
As each and every passing year?
Again I see the people flee-
Hither and thither go they,
But
whither plan they such away-
To steel Destiny?
Thence I say
as if to know-
But what save for Death bestow-
Or Godly Deity
up high-
To ask such a thing of I?
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Copyright 2010 DK6_Marius
Published on Monday, April 26, 2010.
Filed under: "Philosophical" and
"Poetry"